The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1887-08-18
For the Herald and News.
The Serenade.

1t was one of the soul-stirrlng, mirth-
provoking, hilarious and at times pa
thctic sercnades, such as has been the
unfortunate lot OF the people of New
berry in times past to have listened to.
We first serenaded Georgia girl, then
went to pour into the attentive and ap-
preciative ear OF a gentle maid from the
Land Of Flowers" our plaintiye melo-
des-but unfortunately for us and fo.-
tunately for the fair damsel, we were
thwarted in our efforts to please by the
unceremonious appearance OF an unwel-
come visitor in the shape and form OF q
vicious canine.
The night was all that could be
wished; the fair moon shedding her sill
very light over the ripping waters OF
SCOTS creek, and each little star lend
ing its pale but mellow light to the
beautiful flowers that surrounded the
palatial residence, situated Oil that noble
stream, where dwelt the maiden fair
Understandable house, not the stream,
was the abode OF the fair creature).
Hush! tits the hour OF midnight, as
told by the sentinel watching over a
slumbering city. The Knights of the
Guitar steal in softly, using mother
earth's verdant carpet to hush the
sounds OF gallant feet. See! they as
semble under the half-open window Of
that daughter Of Venus; softly and
sweetly they raise their harmonious
voices to the concord of sweet sound
deity rung by the hand OF a knight.
The wind even in sympathy catches up
the sounds and watts them on wings OF
gentlest breezes, reminding one of su-
preme and unalloyed happiness below.
Hark! hark! what discordant dissonant
voice is that which now we hear, which
CRATES and brings discomfort to the ear
that just before was pleased? TITS the
dog. 'Tis we'll. Look ye! he comes, mas
broken wide the chains that bound him
fast, and rushes madly for the knights,
who, ,Ohas with rage), now face the foe.
IA tree! tree! My kingdom for
tree" the cry is heard. Behold the
summer-house place OF refuge. To it
the knights quickly take their way;
''they stand not on the order of going,
but 60 at once" Nimbly they are seen
to glide up its sides bristling with the
thorns OF (also) climbing rosebushes, as
if to rescue a maiden from cruel death.
Why do they run? Is it through fear?
All, no. 'Tis to test the jumping ca
pacity of the savage brute who rushes
wildly around "seeking whose pants)
he may devour."
A knight is heard in q loud voice to
exclaim: ''Get thee little higher up,
O! brave knight, that / may be safe
from tile relentless jaws of the beast
that thirsteth for my blood If thou
wilt not, by the fair maid III pierce
thee through with my guitar" The
knig ghts look calmly on the threatening
scene below, and say snow is the win
ter OF our discomfort" and are 10th to
give up their enjoyment, when an un-
feeling lord of creation makes his ap-
pearance and by means of a paling at
last persuades the dog to enter the back
yard. Slowly and sadly the knights
descend to view newmerous scratches
and declare that twas only to save his
clothes that he was put to flight.
During breathing spell, we'll mean
ing and kind, though not wise stranger
was sent to invite the knights to partake
Of refreshments. He had just eloeuently
Though not appropriately, as they were
knights) introduced his subject by the
word gentlemen" when the dog made
known his advent and caused him to
end his address OF welcome with the
words, vehemently spoken, "follow
me-" as he ran gracefully to the house.
But, ''Hark! I hear voice. What is
that familiar song that now breaks in
upon US? IT'S "Where is my doggy"
rendered by the knights in quite an ef-
fective style. The leading voice having
pulled out his tremulous stop, calls to
mind forcibly the eternal fitness OF
things.
Thus ended one of the most enjoyable
serenades that ever was given
BY A KNIGHT.